Create a fantasy paradise starting from Conan

I found that Miyano Shiho was lowering her head, her bangs covering her eyes, but I could vaguely see the fear on her face.

If you look closely, your body seems to be trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be that there are organized people around?"

"Well... besides that, I have a bad feeling. People will die, and maybe many people will die next."

"ah…!?"

Bai Mu was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, picked up his phone and called Conan.

The call was connected almost instantly, and Conan's voice was full of anxiety.

"What's up? I'm busy right now. If it's not something important, I'll hang up first."

"What case are you investigating? Perhaps we are talking about the same thing."

"The Toyo gunpowder depot was stolen, and the gunpowder inside disappeared without a trace overnight. And this morning, the criminal called me, no, called Kudo Shinichi.

After that, I was busy running around, looking for traces of the bomb based on the clues provided by the criminals.

Just now, the twenty-five bombs on the circular line were finally resolved.

But the gunpowder found today is just a drop in the bucket compared to the total amount of gunpowder stolen from the Japanese powder depot."

A powder keg of the East? A loop line?

At this moment, the long-lost memories gradually became clear.

This seems to be the content of the first Conan movie. In order to take revenge on Kudo Shinichi, the famous architect Teiji Moriya stole gunpowder from the Oriental powder depot and made many bombs.

It was also from here that the movie version embarked on the explosive route.

But as far as I remember, there were only five light-sensing bombs installed on the circular line tracks, which is a huge difference from the current twenty-five.

Is this the difference between reality and animation? Or is it the butterfly effect?

"Conan, could these bombed buildings all be the work of Teiji Moriya?"

After hearing this, the clues in Conan's mind instantly connected into one line.

"I see! At the tea party earlier, Moriya Teiji said he'd discovered a new art form, and compared to it, his own work was nothing. Could it be that the bastard was planning to blow up all his life's work?"

"Huh...!? All of them? Is he alone?"

"No, according to my investigation, the murderer is closely related to that organization. It seems that Moriya Teiji should also be a member of the organization. Don't you have any clues?"

“This is the first time I’ve heard of this.”

"Damn it! I'll contact the police immediately and arrest Moriya Teiji."

Conan hung up the phone in a hurry, which instead brought a lot of doubts to Bai Mu.

If Teiji Moritani is also a member of the organization, does that mean that he is borrowing the power of the organization and intends to destroy all his works in his career?

However, as a well-known architect, he has dozens, if not hundreds, of works spread all over the country, and seemingly also abroad. How could they all be blown up?

When talking about the organization, we naturally cannot forget the organization’s hardworking model Gin.

Baimu called out a small map, searched for Gin's name, and soon found a red dot that almost overlapped with his current location.

Obviously, he should be here too, but not on the same floor as me.

Using his clairvoyance, he looked around and soon spotted Gin on the top floor.

But at the same time, time bombs randomly placed throughout the building were also discovered.

Judging from the time above, there is still more than an hour before the explosion.

Thinking of this, Bai Mu quickly dialed Gin's number.

Soon, Gin's voice, a little disgusted, came from the other side of the phone:

"what's up?"

"Were those little gadgets that are counting down the seconds all over this building installed by you and Vodka?"

"??? I see, huh... I thought Moritani was an undercover agent sent by the police, but it turns out he's just a brainless idiot."

"Is Moriya Teiji also a codenamed member of the organization?"

"Codename? Humph! He doesn't deserve it. He's just a peripheral member. I heard he stole the Japanese powder magazine and hired a lot of brainless high school students. It turns out he was doing it to get revenge on society."

"Do you think his purpose is to take revenge on society?"

"I'm not interested in his purpose. From what I understand, he contacted hundreds of high schools across the country, offering financial aid to high school students to work for him. Apparently, he wanted them to help plant the bomb."

High school student?

Bai Mu reacted instantly. No wonder those time bombs looked like toy models. In the form of scholarships, as long as he claimed that it was just a prank, ordinary high school students would not have thought that a well-known architect like him would do such a crazy thing.

At this time, Gin's voice came again:

"If you want to be a hero, then hurry up and I'll leave you alone."

"Oh...? Even though you almost died yourself."

"Heh... I'm not interested in anything outside of the organization."

Bai Mu was speechless. This man was truly loyal to the organization and was worthy of being a model worker of the winery.

Although Bai Mu was standing in the corner and his voice was not loud, Miyano Shiho and the others were able to quickly determine the current situation based on his expression and voice.

"What's next?"

"Let's call the police first. I'll call Chris and have her arrange for people to assist the local police and try to minimize casualties."

"Is this okay?" Miyano Shiho couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that Moriya Teiji a member of the organization?"

"From what Gin said, he's just a peripheral member. This incident has nothing to do with the organization. He's just acting on his own."

"I mean, won't the organization help him?"

"The organization isn't a cohesive collective, and peripheral members certainly don't have the status of someone you can ask for help. To be honest, peripheral members are just temporary workers who can be discarded at any time."

"What about the codename members? The official employees."

"Almost, but there's always the risk of being fired. Even those who have toiled for the organization for decades aren't particularly important."

Having said this, Bai Mu stopped on his own initiative.

"Okay, stop talking. If you keep talking, this place will explode."

"Do you need to notify security?"

"No, let's call the police to avoid causing panic and a stampede."

Bai Mu looked up at the toys placed in various corners and shook his head slightly:

"There's still 1 hour and 47 minutes left, which is enough time for the police to evacuate the crowd. Come on, let's go to the car downstairs."

Chapter 169 You know nothing about the power of the organization

After Baimu finished calling Vermouth, Tifa couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Mu, isn't this a peaceful everyday world? Why would such a large-scale terrorist incident happen?"

"Besides, a place like a gunpowder depot should be heavily guarded. How on earth could an ordinary person like him steal the gunpowder from there?"

"Because Conan is here." Bai Mu shook his head slightly and sighed, "Under normal circumstances, of course this kind of thing wouldn't happen, but that brat Conan is a complete plague god. Wherever he goes, people will die."

Explosions are the hallmark of the theatrical version.

Perhaps it is because the power of the organization is unprecedentedly strong, and the situation has become bigger due to the butterfly effect.

"Huh...?" Tifa looked at the white screen in confusion.

Having never met Conan, she couldn't understand such a thing at all.

"If that's the case, why live in Tokyo? Can't you move somewhere else?"

“Haha… That’s a good question, but unfortunately, being far away doesn’t mean you’re safe.

At the very least, living in Tokyo allows you to take the initiative.

Just like this time, hundreds of buildings across the country were bombed at the same time.

Living anywhere else would be like being on the verge of death, not knowing what was happening."

Tifa was speechless. This world is so dangerous!

The Plague God? Does he really exist? Then why isn't he locked up?

After receiving the alarm call from Baimu, Kogoro Mouri and Conan quickly followed the police to the Beika Municipal Building.

Noticing that there were two more stunning beauties beside Bai Mu, one of whom was COSing as the fox-eared Nine-Tailed Fox, Kogoro Mouri was full of envy, and Conan was also stunned, wanting to criticize this bad behavior.

"Where did you find the bomb?" Conan suppressed the ripples in his heart and hurried over.

"They're everywhere. Those toys, about 30 to 40 centimeters tall, are filled with time bombs. If my guess is correct, Moriya Teiji must have asked high school students to help place the toys under the guise of providing financial aid..."

Bai Mu quickly explained the information he knew and showed the photos of the toys he had taken when he came out just now.

"What!?"

Megure Jusan exclaimed and immediately arranged for people to go inside to check the toys.

After a few minutes, the first toy was found.

A member of the explosion disposal team carefully disassembled it and soon found the timing device inside.

"Inspector Megure, this is the most troublesome situation... If toys like this are all over the mall, it's too late to dismantle them one by one. What's worse is that these exquisitely crafted toys, which are not commercial products, are just left casually in a corner and are likely to be taken away by children who come to play."

This is not a possibility, but a necessity.

What's more, if hundreds of places across the country exploded simultaneously...

Just thinking of this, Megure Jusan felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

"I understand. Only the Director has the right to make this decision. I will report this to my superiors immediately. Shiratori, evacuate the crowd immediately. Make sure everyone in the building is evacuated as quickly as possible."

"no problem!"

As Megure Juzo began to call to report the situation, Bai Mu and others gradually moved away from the building.

"That bastard Moriya Teiji! What the hell is he doing? This behavior is hundreds of times worse than those terrorists."

Kogoro Mouri slammed the wall hard, his heart filled with anger.

"Brother Baimu, do you have any countermeasures?"

Conan walked quickly towards the white curtain, his expression extremely serious, thinking as he said:

"I don't know if this incident was caused by me, or if it was the result of a deliberate plot by Moriya Teiji. I just happened to run into it."

"But as far as I know, Moriya Teiji has also designed many shopping malls for your Fujimine Group. If you can't stop it in time, your losses will be very great."

After understanding what Conan meant, Bai Mu shook his head slightly and took out his cell phone again.

"Don't worry, I've already called Chris, and she's handling it. Since you're worried, let me emphasize this to her again."

In front of the two of them, Bai Mu called Vermouth again and pressed the speakerphone button at the same time.

"Xiao Mu, I've already arranged for someone to help the police and try to minimize the losses."

"Not enough! Send out the Asian Union's men. The bombs are in the form of toy robots, and they will explode in an hour and thirty minutes."

At this moment, Bai Mu suddenly thought of a question and asked in a deep voice:

"If I'm not mistaken, Moriya Teiji might have seen our mecha and developed a new perspective on art. He felt that the buildings he designed were all rotten shit, so he decided to tear them down and start over."

"If this matter is not handled properly, it will have a huge negative impact on us."

"On the contrary, if handled properly, it will also have a positive impact on the promotion of mecha."

"That makes sense." Vermouth's voice also became serious. "I understand. I will immediately arrange for the Asian Union's mecha brigade to be dispatched. It's a good opportunity to show the world the charm of mecha."

"But is this okay? What if people think we're staging this?"

Bai Mu pondered for two seconds and then spoke slowly:

"If you are confident you can minimize casualties and provide adequate compensation, please contact the Metropolitan Police Department and announce the entire incident to the nation in a live broadcast."

"This... since Xiaomu said so, I understand!"

At this moment, Conan once again confirmed his guess that he was the real Fujimine Maku, and that Miss Chris should be like Kuroba Kaito, who was good at disguise and had been pretending to be him. She was his substitute and secretary.